Chapter 7115 (2/2)
That seemingly understated slap broke up the full defense of a top sect leader in the heaven palace in an instant.
”Ha ha ha ha!”
Hoarse laughter came, and a touch of blood gushed out of Qingfeng's waist. Wen Qingshan snorted and flew upside down.
Behind the holy ancestor of the evil spirit, the vast void was like a prey ripped open. In his wild laughter, the green peaks connected to the sky dissipated, time and space drank hatred, and blood fell from the ninth day!
”His realm!”
Wen Qingshan was shocked and looked at the demon holy ancestor in front of him. Even the green peak that communicated the will of heaven and earth in Tianfeng pavilion was easily split. Compared with before, his cultivation is more and more terrible. No one knows where the limit of the demon holy ancestor is at the moment!
”If this is your card, that's it!”
Looking down, he judged thousands of practitioners in Tianfeng Pavilion. The deep sense of powerlessness that poured out from the hearts of everyone affected the hearts of everyone from top to bottom. Wen Qingshan, which is called the most defensive place of Tiangong, can't resist the attack of the enemy.
Just then, the sudden change protruded!
The blue light of the sword flashed and the blood cloud condensed. Even the blood curtain behind the holy ancestor of the Yin devil was cut. At this moment, the world was still.
”Shuanghua sword!”
The hoarse voice opened, and the evil Saint turned and looked back at a corner of the void, ”Tianxue heart, you still chose to die!”
”Damn you!”
As soon as the voice fell, a golden gourd suddenly grew larger and hung down from the top of the head of the evil saint!
The void fluctuated, and the bloody robe tore at the void and avoided it.
”Bang!”
The huge gourd smashed a huge pit on the ground. After the glittering golden light dissipated, the figure of respecting the elderly and ye Chen slowly appeared on the gourd mouth.
Then came the overwhelming threat of condemnation.
”Dare to offend Tianfeng Pavilion!”
The elder hasn't opened his mouth yet. Behind him, figures come in succession. Thousands of martial artists who beat back the animal tide in Tianfeng city gather in Tianfeng Pavilion at the moment.
”See your excellency!”
”See your excellency!”
Wen Qingshan, who was seriously injured, stared and saw the man's body on the gourd. Behind him, thousands of people gathered together.
”Good! Good! Good!”
Wen Qingshan, who was full of tears, saw that he had never said much. He was a little ruddy in the corners of his eyes.
”Old Wen, let's leave it to us next!”
Ye Chen whispered.
”You are the Lord of reincarnation, ye Chen?”
Wen Qingshan is no stranger to the name of Ye Chen. This young man who has defeated the demon Temple several times is really extraordinary.
Although there is only taizhenjing cultivation, I don't know why, the tall and straight body is proud at the moment, which gives people a feeling of peace of mind.
In front of the maple leaf stage, Tian Xuexin never spoke about his whereabouts until he died. The men who are protected by the elders of Tiangong temple are standing in front of him at the moment.
This moment is like a dream.
”Ye Chen!”
The voice of the demon holy ancestor interrupted the crowd, and there was a trace of trembling in the hoarse voice.